"Over the Edge of the Cliff"
by: Crimson Night
Disclaimer: Nothing's changed.
Note: {}= thoughts
Regretful Tears
A blonde-haired vampire sat in the dark damp dungeon. His knees were drawn up to his chest as he sat in the corner, blood flowing from his eyes in the form of tears. {How could I have done this? Is it my fault? Of course. He blamed me. I deserved it. He was right} He ran a pale hand through the mass of gold that was now beginning to fade.
{How did things end up this way? It was supposed to be different. You were supposed to be with me. I chose you to be my eternal companion. In the end, I was the one who drove you away. You will be lost to me for the rest of eternity.} He rose, garments untidy, making him appear as if he was just mugged. The tears were still pouring, leaving patches of crimson on his trench coat. He mad his way to two coffins sitting in the center of the room. They were the same length. One was slightly wider than the other.
{Once we used these. Together, we were wonderful, completely compatible. The two of us were one. There could be no one without the other. Now, you are just a memory that I refuse to let fade. I must hold on to the sight of your face, your eyes. I can not let go of your smile that lit up my life. I will not forget you touch.}
He opened the smaller coffin and pulled out a violet silk pillow and held it to his chest, devouring the scent of his beloved. {You're gone now, but I can't accept. You linger in the air, on me. I constantly see your face, that last thing you said: 'please forgive me.' I know it was not directed at me. Now, I'm stuck with the memories and the guilt, wondering what I could've done differently, knowing that I am at fault. There is nothing left in this world for me. Eternity has no meaning without you. I realize now that I was only being selfish when I refused to tell you of your past. You went so long not remembering who you used to be. Now, I wish I had told you.}
He place the pillow back and closed the lid. He opened the door hidden within the wall that led outside. He pulled the coffin outside, into a field of flowers that would bloom at full potential once the sun was up.
He opened the lid once more and ran his fingers across and engraving now barely visible: Cain & Tatsuhiko Shido. A Love That Will Last For An Eternity.' He remembered how the craftsman had been a hopeless romantic. {So, my love. I am left with only one solution that will end this pain. Tatsuhiko Shido, your name.} He opened the coffin and laid inside, leaving the lid open, the scent of Shido smothering him entirely. He drifted off, the dawn closing in, with one thought. {I will be with you soon, my love.}
~End~
Disclaimer: Nothing's changed.
Note: {}= thoughts
Regretful Tears
A blonde-haired vampire sat in the dark damp dungeon. His knees were drawn up to his chest as he sat in the corner, blood flowing from his eyes in the form of tears. {How could I have done this? Is it my fault? Of course. He blamed me. I deserved it. He was right} He ran a pale hand through the mass of gold that was now beginning to fade.
{How did things end up this way? It was supposed to be different. You were supposed to be with me. I chose you to be my eternal companion. In the end, I was the one who drove you away. You will be lost to me for the rest of eternity.} He rose, garments untidy, making him appear as if he was just mugged. The tears were still pouring, leaving patches of crimson on his trench coat. He mad his way to two coffins sitting in the center of the room. They were the same length. One was slightly wider than the other.
{Once we used these. Together, we were wonderful, completely compatible. The two of us were one. There could be no one without the other. Now, you are just a memory that I refuse to let fade. I must hold on to the sight of your face, your eyes. I can not let go of your smile that lit up my life. I will not forget you touch.}
He opened the smaller coffin and pulled out a violet silk pillow and held it to his chest, devouring the scent of his beloved. {You're gone now, but I can't accept. You linger in the air, on me. I constantly see your face, that last thing you said: 'please forgive me.' I know it was not directed at me. Now, I'm stuck with the memories and the guilt, wondering what I could've done differently, knowing that I am at fault. There is nothing left in this world for me. Eternity has no meaning without you. I realize now that I was only being selfish when I refused to tell you of your past. You went so long not remembering who you used to be. Now, I wish I had told you.}
He place the pillow back and closed the lid. He opened the door hidden within the wall that led outside. He pulled the coffin outside, into a field of flowers that would bloom at full potential once the sun was up.
He opened the lid once more and ran his fingers across and engraving now barely visible: Cain & Tatsuhiko Shido. A Love That Will Last For An Eternity.' He remembered how the craftsman had been a hopeless romantic. {So, my love. I am left with only one solution that will end this pain. Tatsuhiko Shido, your name.} He opened the coffin and laid inside, leaving the lid open, the scent of Shido smothering him entirely. He drifted off, the dawn closing in, with one thought. {I will be with you soon, my love.}
~End~